Gone (feat. Jake$wish)

Blunt smoke in my fucking mouth
From the fucking south
Running like my mouth
Big as my own mouth
Yeah im fucking in
Writing with no pen, its my fucking phone
Like to stay home
Tryna act grown. But i'm way too young
Yeah thats fucking up
Yeah thats only up, we cannot go down
Tryna act like a clown when I fuck around.
Yeah i'm funny yeah i'm going
Get your shoes on yeah we running
Get the booze up yeah we bumming
Fucking crazy yeah i'm scum and

I'll be gone soon
I'll be gone soon
I'll be gone soon
Just make sure you fucking broom
Clean the fucking house
Love your fucking spouse
Clean the fucking house

Clean the fucking house
Thats a 30 stick
Cop a chick-o-stick
Get that shit so slick
One eye slick rick
I don't flick bics I just get zips
This shits a clip in your own life
Yeah in spite
Thats why I don't light
Thats why im not showing all of my emotions
Take it all away
Im not tryna play, im just tryna go up in my own damn ways
Forget it, man i'm fucking gone
Don't get to tripping we'll catch you in the mall

Don't get to tripping
Don't get to tripping
Don't get to tripping, we'll catch you slipping
Don't get to tripping
Don't get to tripping
Don't get to tripping, we'll catch you slipping
We'll catch you slipping

I'll be gone soon
I'll be gone soon
I'll be gone soon
Just make sure you fucking broom
Clean the fucking house
Love your fucking spouse
Clean the fucking house
Clean the fucking house

I'll be gone soon
I'll be gone soon
I'll be gone soon
Just make sure you fucking broom
Clean the fucking house
Love your fucking spouse
Clean the fucking house
Clean the fucking house

We'll catch you slipping



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Writer(s): Jackson Griffin
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